I did it.
It was exhilarating.
I SOOO didn’t think I was ready, but it was such an amazing experience anyway!
Plus, playing with a “band” taught me more than I expected. I had to know more than just what I was supposed to be playing. I had to know how all the different parts from all the different instruments were supposed to fit together and then I had to listen and constantly adjust accordingly. Of course, I am not very good at that part at all and sometimes my adjustments were … less than awesome.
What WAS awesome, however, was the part where: even when I messed up, I didn’t stop and found my way back to the right place.
Not stopping is a big deal.
You can’t stop.
Nothing says “OMG! I messed up!” the way stopping does.
Ok, sure, you can make an “OMG! I messed up!” face… but it might look like a different emotion instead.
Personally, I think my “OMG! I messed up!” face says “OMG! I’m playing timbales!”
Performing required a whole new level of bravery.
I had to be OK with not getting it perfectly right.
I completely forgot about the crowd.
I was in a zone.
It was … delicious.
Plus, it felt very cool being the only chick.
I am so excited to do it again.
What I am REALLY excited for is looking back on this first performance a few years from now and seeing how far I’ve gone.
I imagine there will be more cowbell. 😉